Do you see me?

Do you see me good and clear?

Clear as the pale blue summer sky?

But the sky must fall sometime too.

It too falls dark and weary,

Cold and dreary.

All things fall.

Fall like the temples of ancients and the buildings of new.

Fall like rain and sleet and snow.

Fall like the stars at the dead of the night.

Fall like the angels of heaven into the darkness in us all.

And fall I shall,

Into the void of my soul.

Into the nothingness in us all.

I couldn't hold on,

I had nothing, nothing at all.